Chapter 43 - Blood SoakedAnd there, in the center of it all, stood Georgia. Her silver eyes glowed in the darkness, her blade dripping with blood. She turned slowly to face the villagers, her expression blank.The elder stepped forward, his hands trembling as he held up a rusted sword. “Georgia…” he called out, his voice breaking. “You have to stop this. This is not you.”But Georgia did not respond. She moved toward him with slow, deliberate steps. The villagers backed away in fear, but the elder stood his ground, his heart heavy with sorrow.Georgia was gone. And the person standing before them was the perfect weapon of Harrion Bergmont.“Please,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. “You are
Chapter 44 - Kill Her or Spare?Maxton held a sealed envelope as he sat by the fireplace in the war room, his eyes fixed on the flames dancing in front of him. He traced the uneven edges of the envelope’s flap, showing the hurried tearing of paper to use in encasing the letter inside it. He had just received a coded message from one of his spies embedded deep within the Western Region. It was not Jason but one of his men who had found it difficult to contact him online since he had been on the run when Georgia attacked the village that housed him, luckily, he was able to flee along with other villagers from that land. The room was dimly lit, with only the flickering light from the hearth casting shadows on the wooden walls. His advisors stood nearby, waiting in tense silence for him to break the seal.With a deep breath, Maxton opened the envelope, his fingers were stead
Chapter 45 - The Priority"Georgia must be stopped first."The room fell silent, the gravity of the statement hung in the air like a loaded gun. Tanner’s voice was calm, but the implication of his words was anything but. Maxton’s eyes scanned the faces of his closest advisors and allies, his jaw tightly clenched as he observed them. Tanner’s remark was a necessity, but the procedure for how the idea was to be executed was to be determined."Are you suggesting we prioritize her over the throne?" Regulus’ voice was steady, and his expression was neutral, not showing a glimpse of what he truly thinks about the matter. He was a very practical King, and he had always prioritized his region, and his kingdom over anything else. However, he had never been in a situation where Maxton was now. The dilemma that the western r
Chapter 1 - The Royal Tryst“Let me go!” Georgia Finnes struggled as her arms were held firmly by two soldiers of the Woodbrick pack. They ignored her protest and they continued to drag her while her parents watched from the door of their humble house, unable to do anything. Tonight, the long-awaited Royal Tryst that happens every three years was eagerly anticipated by everyone, except for Georgia Finnes who feared to have her own mate because of the secret that lies behind the blindfold she was wearing since she was a kid.“All unmated she-wolves are ordered to attend the gathering. Anyone who disobeys or refuses to go shall be kicked out of the pack and turn into a rogue,” the man reminded her of the royal decree that had been passed centuries ago. “I am blind! I am no use to that place,” Georgia insisted.The Royal Tryst aims to find the mate of the Alpha King of the Western region — Maxton Bergmont, the rightful Luna who would rule by his side. The event would not only be attend
Chapter 2 - Maxton BergmontMaxton Bergmont, the Alpha King of the Western region, moved with a commanding grace through the guests. At 6 feet 7 inches, his towering presence was impossible to ignore. Black hair framed his chiseled features, while his piercing emerald eyes scanned the crowd with a mixture of authority and coldness. His well-defined physique was evident even beneath his tailored attire, exuding both strength and power. As he shook hands and exchanged pleasantries, the deep rumble of his voice and the confident set of his shoulders conveyed a leader who was both respected and feared. Each greeting, each well-wish was met with a nod or acknowledgment, not a smile nor a hint of joy could be seen on his face. He, himself, was against the Royal Tryst because he did not want to find his mate, he saw it as a weakness, a worthless concept that was formed millenniums ago. For him, a mate is a weakness that would only endanger his position and his life. He preferred not to know
Chapter 3 - A Glimpse of Her PowerGeorgia glances at the map on her phone from time to time, after taking the forest for shortcuts, confirming she had ended up at the main road correctly. She passed by some inns and a local pub and smelled beer from the inside, the yellow light above at its entrance flickered twice before another ruckus was heard from the patrons. She pulled her hoodie closer to her face and looked down, walking briskly, determined to be out of sight from anyone she may encounter on the road. It was already past midnight and no cars were available to hail at this hour. She was not familiar with the town she was in and all she knew was to follow the map that would lead her back to her village. Safely. But for a young lady to be out in the streets, alone, it is dangerous. A few meters away, cigarette smoke floated in the air and the bright red light at its end was the only color against the darkness of the woods behind a man; or men, as Georgia confirmed. As she was
Chapter 4 - Banished From The PackGeorgia continued on her way, not wanting to stay too long in the forest, she withdrew her phone from the hidden pocket of her dress and continued on the main road, following the arrows on the map. She ran for another few hours until she had reached her pack’s land. It was already past 4 AM, and she continued walking through the woods to arrive at her parents’ house faster. Their house stood a few hundred meters away from everybody else in the pack, surrounded by thick woods and almost secluded from the community. But this was because Georgia was born, her parents decided to build a home far from everybody else to conceal her secret, but as part of the pack still, they did not completely break away from everybody. Everyone knew their existence and acknowledged it, but no one remained close enough to them. Her parents feared that she would be found out.“No,” she ran as fast as she could when she saw in the distance the bright fiery flames consuming h
Chapter 5 - Feigned IndifferenceThe morning was still fresh with the scent of dew clinging to the earth, the sun's rays barely cutting through the dense canopy of trees as Georgia stumbled along the gravel road. Her body ached with every step, but she pushed herself forward, driven by the desperation to escape the nightmare she had left behind. Her clothes were torn, smudged with soot and ash from the fire that had consumed her home, and her face was streaked with dried tears. The blindfold she wore over her eyes was damp with sweat and tears, sticking uncomfortably to her skin.The road stretched endlessly before her, winding through the thick woods that bordered the Western Region. She had no idea how long she had been walking when the sound of an approaching car broke through the fog of her thoughts. It was a faint hum at first, growing louder as it drew nearer. Georgia's heart skipped a beat, panic rising in her chest. She was a rogue now, vulnerable and alone, and the roads were